I’d spent my whole life settling, trying not to attract
attention, and generally doing whatever it took to keep
other people happy. I didn’t want to do that again. Not when
I was finally comfortable in my own skin. Sure, there were
certain challenges, like a drug lord who wanted me dead, and
the fact that I owed a demon a debt that he could call due
at any moment. But everybody’s got problems, right?
Whenever Corine Solomon touches an object, she
immediately knows its history. But her own future concerns
her more and more. Now back in Mexico, she’s running her
pawnshop and trying to get a handle on her strange new
powers, for she might need them. And soon.
Then former ally Kel Ferguson walks through her door.
Heavily muscled and tattooed, Kel looks like a convict but
calls himself a holy warrior. This time, he carries a
warning for Corine: the Montoya cartel is coming for her—but
they don’t just pack automatic weapons. The Montoyas use
warlocks, shamans, voodoo priests—anything to terminate
trouble. And Corine has become enemy number one…